The Hope Of What Is Yet To Come
Just the other night
One hand reaching up to You
My heart skips with joy
Brilliant radiance
My face, warm from Your presence
Basks in the moment
My soul secretly
Yearns for You to take me now
To be nearest You
Because, that minute
Life and everything else fades
Drenched in Your sweet love
On a night like that
Forever can't come soon enough
So I will await
The beauty that ensues
To be made complete in You
And desire nothing else.
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